It has been 11 years since 9/11 happened.
I still remember that day. It was early in the morning in Korea. I was getting ready for the school. My mom called me to watch TV which was a very odd request from my parents.
I looked at it and there, two planes crashed into the two giant buildings.
That day, everybody in my school talked about the horrible event. I thought about the people who died in the buildings, but mostly about the people who lost their love ones. They probably still have a pain in their heart as strong as they had it that day.
When I was in college I heard what people went through that day in NY for the first time. ( I went to school in NYC)
The students were angry and sad every time the subject was up and I was thinking about the moment I was watching the burning buildings on the TV.
One day one of my painting teachers asked students to make 10 pieces of art work about monsters.
I was focused on one particular monster. Humans.
We are monsters sometimes in a good way but sometimes in a very bad way.
This is one of the paintings of my monster series I made in the memory of 9/11.
I wish the world peace.
